Phone Conversation, Last Night, in my Lulus, on the Couch:

Me: Hello?
Hobbes: Ashley?
Me: Yeah! How are you?!
Hobbes: Good. Ummm...do you still live on the East Coast?
Me: Uh, yeah. Why?
Hobbes: I'm down at the Barley Pub, actually, which I think is right where you are?
Me: Ha! Yeah, Ian and I will be there in 20.


And so ensued a lovely few hours over a glass of wine with Hobbes, whom I have not seen in almost one year. His dreads are almost a foot longer, I think, then I remember.